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Barracker goes to the inquisitor's desk to ask the head Paladin about getting his hands on a shield, fitting his combat style.  He had no luck as he was shooed away immediately with a lazy answer, which was meant as a no to the vampire, immediately shutting down any further requests.  Inquisitor Franklin was his usual self, uptight and far from helpful.  This man, along with many, despised Barrackers existence and duty as a fellow Paladin.  

Some time later on the training grounds, as Barracker was going through his training regiment, he caught a mean glance across the yard, for the third time.  It was the Burns brothers.  They had a similar idea of preparing for the war ahead, getting as much training in as possible.  Barracker did not feel uneasy, and ordinarily he did not care and would just ignore it.  But there were more important things to worry about than petty squabbles, so he decided to be the bigger man and approach the two.  

Barracker started straight to the point.  [color=green]“I know we have our differences, that may never be resolved but right now,”[/color] he paused with a sigh, and gestured towards the two before continuing.  [color=green]This is our home, all of us.  We are Valhiem.  Valhiem is in trouble.  We would be stronger together than divided in spirit,”[/color] Barracker held out his hand, hoping they would shake it.  [color=green]"Please,”[/color] he said showing humility, [color=green]"Let us remember why we became Paladin protectors in the first place.”[/color]

It was apparent from Eric’s face that there was a struggle in his mind, but he eventually grabbed Barracker’s hand, “For Valhiem.”  

Barracker nodded gratefully, and repeated, [color=green]"For Valhiem.”[/color]

The other brother Warren followed suit afterwards and the three started to discuss the morale of Paladins Respite.